Today is going to be a good day: hair cut and Hawksmoor.

Got my hair cut. Planned my colour for early October with my wonderful hairdresser Joe at Charles Worthington. LUSH.

And do you recall, my friends bailed on Hawksmoor dinner last week? Well I decided actually it was pretty fitting to go to my favourite restaurant for lunch on a Me Date Day. Which is, of course, today.

I sat with a glass of champagne to start and was like “Having lunch alone with my book? I feel glamorous as fuck tbh”. I never want to stop doing this.

I inhaled my fillet tail with triple cooked chips and peppercorn with Malbec at a quite frankly embarrassing speed. Still and always a triumph, @HawksmoorLondon.

The server afterwards said “I’ve been saying how jealous I am of you, just out having lunch with some champagne and your book - I forgot how much I love to do that!” So she said she’s gonna do it next week when she’s off and her bf isn’t and WE LOVE THAT ENERGY.

I don’t mean this to sound massively self congratulatory, but after such a long time in lockdown alone, I wondered if I would enjoy these things by myself as much as I once did. And I do. I still love them.

Thank you to the best *and* my favourite restaurant @HawksmoorLondon for a wonderful, self indulgent lunch with great service. I’ve had a bloody lovely time.

Now sat in the scorching sun, sweating my tits off whilst I drink rosé and listen to Chromatica. You really do love to see it.